Red Simpson Big Mack lyrics

Big Mack was a driver of a semi rig
From Denver to the coast of Maine
And every truck driver and highway man
Well, they all knew Big Mack's name

He stepped into a diner by the scales
Where he stopped to weigh
Took one look at the waitress there
And we all heard him say

Pour me a piece of coffee, pass me a cup of bread
Why you're the sweetest things that I've ever seen
And there's a ringin' in my head

Make my eggs a medium rare
Over easy with my steak
I'm gonna buy you a farm in Texas, gal
If it takes every sin I make

Well, she stood there a starin' at Big Mack
Kind of in a state of shock
She told him when he set his orange juice down
Be careful, now it's kinda hot


I've already buttered your coffee
The toast is in your cup
Your french fried soup and scrambled prunes
Will soon be comin' up

She took off her apron
Grabbed her coat down off the rack
Took Big Mack's arm and told the boss
I'm a quittin' and I won't be back

She climbed up in that diesel cab
Both pipes were a spoutin' smoke
Someone said, "Big Mack just fell
And this time it ain't no joke"

Pour me a piece of coffee, pass me a cup of bread
Why you're the sweetest things that I've ever seen
And there's a ringin' in my head